Wait for them
A very elderly couple went to see a lawyer.
They were ushered gently into the lawyer’s inner office, and sat across the desk from the attorney who was studying the couple’s papers.
He looked up after a moment. “How can I help you today, Mr. and Mrs. Watson?”
The woman piped up in a thin, reedy voice. “We’ve come to get your help in filing for a divorce.”
“A divorce?” The lawyer was stunned. “If you don’t mind my asking, how old are you two?”
“I’m 98 and my husband just turned 101.”
“Let me get this straight. It says here you’ve been married since 1917. The two of you obviously aren’t going to be around too many more years. Why a divorce, after all this time?”
“Well,” said the woman, “we wanted to wait until the children were dead.”